He ran his soft hands over my lower back and moved them down to caress my legs, this sending movement through my upper calves. Being so close to him was ticklish, yet pleasurable… Evolving me to wince at every touch. The pleasurable side almost always overcomes the tingling ticklish side of being in the arms of someone I cared about so much. Just the thought of him- the way his smile lit up his whole face, and how he only smiled that way around me. We spent a lot of time squandering about, but every moment afterwards left you wanting more. When I wasn’t with him, my mind traveled to him. The thought of being surprised that his feelings were mutual had always stuck out. All of his charisma, and quirkiness piled together to make him. Being himself, …show more content…
I hadn’t told anyone about what had happened just Friday night, and I did not plan on doing so either. The sternness of his words- the way he watched me sit and cry... My mind wandered as I found myself in a pile of tears. Abigail. Don’t cry- he didn’t mean it. H-he still loves you. I reassured myself with information I deeply knew was fallacious. I wiped away my tears, and almost laughed at myself as I tried to make it to the kitchen without being seen. Although it was only my oldest brother and mother that were awake, the house seemed like a labyrinth. Unfortunately, I was seen by my younger brother, (surprising to see him up so early) wiping his eyes from drowsiness and yawning somewhat abruptly. I made it to the kitchen, at which point I gave up on being sneaky for I was far too tired for games at that time of the morning. I sat there thinking as I let my elbows use the kitchen counter for support with my very poor posture. I snapped out of my lost thoughts and decided to make some tea. Contemplating over my many choices, I finally narrowed my choices down to two: Yorkshire Gold, or a simple chamomile. I went for the chamomile, but only because without him I felt like the second …show more content…
“Just listen. Please,” only the desperation in his voice made me stay- well I guess that’s not true. Deeply I wanted to hear what he had to say but another side of me wanted t the apology. “Look,” he sounded as though he was on the brink of tears- and lots of them too. “I still love you.I still love you with everything I have. I was drunk and lost that night- I never called you because- because I was scared you would leave me. I’m hopelessly in love with you Abigail, I never wanted to hurt you,” in that moment he sounded so cliche that I wanted to slap him across the face. I noticed him beginning to shake his head. “I know the idiocy of what I just said made you laugh on the inside, but- the dearth of my sleep, I’ve missed you so much, please just-” I thought about it all, and the worst part is that I believed him and the only way to shut him up now, was to well. I leaned as close possible to him and wrapped my hands around his head pushing his soft lips against my own. Suddenly I realized it wasn’t him I ever needed, it was someone at all and my choice was
In this excerpt from the book, the reader is able to learn the true intentions and motives behind Abigail’s actions. Throughout the book one is able to see how Abigail is repeatedly trying to protect herself by creating false accusations against innocent people. Abigail tries to protect her reputation by creating a hostile atmosphere; forcing others into agreeing on lying about what actually happened in the woods. What sets this quote aside from others, is how Abigail uses threats of violence and, the belief that the she might know some form of witchcraft. Abigail uses these threats in order to try to save herself and her reputation throughout the book.
John Adams, a United States diplomat and soon to become the second president, is now traveling with his son. In 1780, during the course of their voyage, Adams wife, Abigail, writes a letter to their son to encourage him to gain the most he can from traveling with his father. Throughout the course of Abigail Adams letter, she uses rhetorical strategies to emphasize why she is proud of her son and how he will become wiser from his adventures.
In a letter Abigail Adams rights to her son, John Quincy Adams, who is traveling abroad with his father, John Adams, she advises her son to take advantage of the opportunities he has to utilize his own knowledge and talents to improve his sophistication and obtain growth in expanding im his character. Abigail Adams carried a maternal tone to encourage her son along his journey throughout the letter. Adams supports her position by giving examples with pathos, analogies and allusions.
In Arthur Miller’s play, The Crucible, Miller demonstrated that it was Abigail William’s flaws – mendacity, lust, and arrogance – that led her to be responsible the most for the tragedy of the witch hunt in Salem, Massachusetts. Driven by lust, Abigail was able to lie to the Salem community in hopes of covering her and her friends’ deeds and gaining the attention of John Proctor. Her arrogance enabled her t0 advance her deceit.
On January 12, 1780, Abigail Adams, former First Lady, wrote to her son, John Quincy Adams, while he was abroad with his father and brother. Adams addressed to her son and future President to maintain his spirit to learn and grow. She expressed his purpose through her motherly tone, various religious and historical allusions, use of logos, rhetorical question with simple syntax and use of metaphors.
...rned my head toward his,tucked my long brown hair behind my ear, took my face with both of his hands and told me that everything would be okay. Ben pulled my face to his a gently kissed my forehead and then pulled my head to his chest, which was warm, and strong.
Abigail Adams was the wife of the 1st Vice President John Adams and the mother of the 6th President John Quincy Adams. She lived from 1744 to 1818 and for most of her life lived in Braintree, Massachusetts. The author of this biography wanted to bring Abigail Adams out from under the shadow of her husband John Adams. I think that Charles W. Akers was in fact successful in defending his thesis.
Evil is defined as being profoundly immoral and malevolent. It is characterized by suffering, misfortune, and a force in nature that governs and gives rise to wickedness and sin. In Puritan times, all sins against the church were considered illegal and wicked. Sins such as adultery, vengeance, and manipulation were some offences considered to be immoral in the town. The Crucible not only touches upon these committed sins but also creates a character who is guilty of almost all of them. Abigail Williams, a seventeen year old young woman in the town of Salem, Massachusetts, finds herself tied up in a lie surrounding her use of witchcraft. In venture to rid the town of Elizabeth
Abigail Adams’s Letter On January 12th, 1780, Abigail Adams wrote a letter to her son John Quincy Adams, to help guide and support him on his “second voyage to France” (line 3). Throughout, she uses emotion mixed with information to help convey her message to John. Abigail Adams, being the concerned, loving mother she is, uses rhetorical strategies in her letter to advise her son. Pathos was used to assist her in motivating John Quincy Adams.
hunt is perhaps Abigail Williams.Specifically, Abigail's conflict with John Proctor contributed to the spark of the Salem witch hunts. Johns unwillingness to admit his affair with Abigail caused her to lie to save herself. Examples of this, are, “ Abby, I may think of you from time to time. But I will cut off my hand before I'll ever reach for you again.”(Miller 1270). This example illustrates how Proctor made her feel like a child. Another quote that further shows Abigail's responsibility is “Oh, I marvel how such a strong man may let a sickly wife be—.”(Miller 1270). This quote brings attention towards the vengeance Abigail wants to bring to Goody Proctor
After a long day of working I come home to find supper fixed and my wife waiting for me. She says she has been waiting for a while and she wonders what I’ve been doing. Of course I’ve been working on the farm and planting seeds before summer comes. I say that I’ve been working but she seems keen on thinking that I have been out seeing Abigail Williams again. Though I did have a thing for her when she was working in our house that is over now.
“Straining his eyes, he saw the lean figure of General Zaroff. Then... everything went dark. Maggie woke up in her bed. “Finally woke up from that nightmare. Man… I miss my brother. Who was that person that my brother wanted to kill?” she looks at the clock and its 9:15am “Crap I’m late for work!” Maggie got in her car and drove to the hospital for work.
Have you ever blamed someone for something they never did? In the play written by Arthur Miller, The Crucible, Abigail Williams accuses many people of witchcraft which eventually leads to the death of twenty innocent people. Ever since she is caught dancing in the woods at the beginning of the play, Abigail and her friends have been trying to disguise their mistakes by blaming others for “being with the devil.” By the end of the play, Abigail is responsible for the death of many people because of the flaws she had which led her to make poor decisions. Abigail’s decisions lead her to put many lives in the town of Salem in jeopardy. Her flaws, consisting of selfishness, anger, and cowardice, ultimately lead to her downfall which results
Love is like a clock with many gears and springs which can be broken or worn out. The only difference is that in love, it’s much more difficult to repair bonds that were broken. Our bond was broken and you, John are responsible for this. Now i’m here in this cold place away from you. I love thee still with all my heart and there are no bad words to be uttered, by my lips, against thy name. My punishment is not mine, we both know that I have done nothing wrong. Yet i’ve been accused by a hypocrite. The worst thing is not this but that my own husband can’t defend me. John thee are weak in the presence of Abigail. Your sin has become the crack in the foundation of our marriage. Why did thee hurt me when all I did was trust and honor you? We are
Like so many innocent, selfless girls, untouched by the world, I forgave him. The pain dispersing through my body reminded me that I was strong and all I needed to do was heal. I would cry without tears at first, the sadness inside me so intense, that the hollowness in my heart would weigh me down. My heart’s deep hollowness was so immense, that the loudest shrie...